Doomsday Pavilion

It is undoubtedly difficult to drink the wine requested by Boss Lin. According to some unreasonable speculation, Boss Lin's character can be called a King Kong cock.

So far, only the few local tyrants who have consumed millions of circulation points have this honor-some people have a glass of water, some people have a glass of coconut juice.

Bao Zhuang was a little trembling with excitement, and pondered while drinking the fine spring mountain.

How on earth should I give Lin boss Amway the playable items in many taverns, saying that these things are only in the sky and nothing in the underground.

As a result, Lin Chou didn't ask another question until he finished drinking.

"That, boss Lin..."

Lin Chou said lightly, "Ah, are you finished? Then you can go."

"..."

The story of MMP is not like this. Isn’t it because Mr. Lin, under the guidance of my wise Bao Er, understood the true meaning of the restaurant. After a series of renovations, the business was so good that it exploded in an instant. Ascend to become brothers of different surnames from now on sharing the joys and sorrows and sufferings, blessings and sharing difficulties?

Bao Er left in despair, and he didn't even have any impression of whether or not the MMP had been uttered-of course he must have no guts to say it.

Ma Liu smiled like a fool, and then left.

When the night came, the potted plant came carrying an empty treasure bag for the second time. Seeing that the body as tall as a rolling mountain did not appear on the hillside, he packed a backpack of red bean fruit and threw it on the car.

Then he took out a cardboard box from the car, inside it was a little mouse-like beast that hadn't opened his eyes, and put it all on the ground.

The potted plants drove the panicking baby fat mice. The mice ran fast before they opened their eyes and disappeared under the fence in the blink of an eye.

The pitcher plants seemed to hesitate for a second, then rolled up the leaves and continued to sleep.

He didn't even bother to catch these gadgets that were dissatisfied with his teeth-the pitcher plants were all made up of the mouths of the wild beasts and forest sorrows. Ordinary beasts could no longer get into their eyes.

The potted plant patted his hands and straightened his chest.

"Perfect, this is called ruin!"

"Is this iron cock still able to tell you this time, hehe..."

...

Early the next morning, Lin Chou suddenly noticed a lot of gaps in the leaves of Naxiang Hongdou, and saw a bulging cow sleeping under the tree. He smashed the bench.

This calf, if the Nepenthes has been harmed, hasn't it been counted, and started to deal with the sweet red beans?

With thick and thick fur, he looked up blankly. Seeing Lin Chou, he lowered his head and planned to take a nap. Being beaten by the boss has become a habit.

The hot air is like an inflated balloon, forming a strange arc, and the refracted cicadas are disturbing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Chou, who is cooking the ingredients in the small restaurant, always feels that the cicadas are coming in from outside, and there is also the sound of cattle rustling gnawing grass leaves.

When I went out to see, the Mao Niu was lying down under the tree without ever moving.

Lin Chou patted his forehead, feeling as if he was weakened by the nerves tortured by the bastard.

After standing outside for a while, drinking a bottle of cold beer, I felt a little more energetic.

Isn’t there an old saying that men can be handsome, they can have no money, but they have to be coquettish...Ah, but they have to be sober and serious. Men who work hard are the most handsome!

As he was about to go back to be handsome, he suddenly heard a strange movement from under his feet.

"Cracking."

"Hmm, hmm..."

what's the situation?

Lifting the leaves of the nataka red bean, three fat mice with one finger length are holding a red bean fruit chewing Zhenghuan.

While gnawing, he made a slight snoring, while gnawing, while fading the pink fluff, while gnawing, squeezed out a few mouse feces from under his ass.

A mark increased almost in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck!"

Lin Chou instantly switched his furious state, "Come on!"

"Clang!" It was convenient to shovel.

With a shovel, a big hole was shot on the ground, and the three little mice evaded flexibly.

They stood by the side of the pit, each holding a part of the flesh on their small paws, exposing two long white teeth, and they chewed while looking at Lin Chou, with their small eyes sparkling.

Whispering,

"twitter."

Is this TM talking about Lao Tzu??

"Huh!"

Lin Sorrow's power was so great, a big hole appeared on the ground, and the three little mice "chattered" away.

Lin Chou gritted his teeth and buried the two big pits and some of the mouse dung on the ground. This damn thing is a restaurant. The ultimate killer of mouse dung shouldn't be here at all. The style of painting is different. !

"..."

Big-chested sister turned out from behind, feeling a little speechless when she saw this scene.

Lin Chou filled the dirt pit with shovel, his face was full of anger, and there were a lot of bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

So he hesitated and asked,

"Boss, who are you burying?...is it allowed to kill in your race?"

Lin Chou turned and went to the backyard to fetch water and wash the shovel and then came back to check everywhere. It was almost devastated. Most of the fruits had bite marks that had been gnawed by rats. The ground was full of fine pulp peels and feces.

Niang Xipi, no wonder I always feel that there is less fruit during this period. It turns out to be you little beasts. If I have a cat...

and many more!

No, I have a cat.

"Fuck!!"

Lin Chou yelled angrily, and there was a sound of water from the back mountain, with water droplets on his body, floating back from the back mountain.

It seemed that he was taking a bath in the stream of the back mountain.

"Where are Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai?"

Rolling on his neck twice, two cats, one black and one white, came out of the thick fur.

"Meow!"

Billowingly handed Xiao Hei Xiao Bai to Lin Chou. The angry boss Lin pinched the nape of the two cats and almost pressed them to the peel and gray-brown feces that had been ruined by the mouse.

"Aren't you cats? Rats are recruited at home, don't you know?!"

Xiao Hei Xiao Bai was at a loss, and when he saw the few mouse shit, he shrugged his nose slightly.

Immediately, his pupils shrank suddenly, the hair all over his body exploded, and he let out a terrible scream, jumping up to more than three meters high on the spot.

"Oh...meow...ooh..."

Two afterimages, one black and one white, changed directions while in mid-air, and got directly into the fur of the rolling thighs, forming two bulges.

Then the drum bag went all the way up the billowing pillar legs, and finally got out from between its neck.

The four dark cat pupils stared at Lin Chou and the ground under his feet, very sad.

With a blank face,

"Wow?"

Lin Chou almost died of anger,

"This is a cat?"

"This TM is a cat?"

"What do I want you to do!"

"Look at the shovel!"

Kuokun turned around carrying the two babies and ran.

It doesn't have the spine to let it and the breeder cut it, but for the sake of the life of the bow tie, there is a momentum to charge forward from the start.